I ain't saying you're a liar, because that wouldn't be polite. But I'll tell you this, ma'am. If I loved liars, I'd hug you to death.

I ain't saying you're a liar, because that wouldn't be polite. But I'll tell you this, ma'am. If I loved liars, I'd hug you to death.

When life attains a crisis, man’s focus narrows. […] The world becomes a stage of immediate concern, swept free of illusion.

There are thirty-two ways to write a story, and I’ve used every one, but there is only one plot – things are not as they seem.

If we all had all we wanted to eat, we'd crap too much. We'd have inflation in the toilet paper industry.

There are things that have to be forgotten if you want to go on living.

If the Good Lord made a mistake in us people it was in making us want to live when we’ve got the least excuse for it.